Chrysostom
Beloved of All
You ask for open doors, for cooling in this heat, and for protection from evil ones. These are small things to the Lord, yet you treat them as though His arm were shortened. Do you not know that the same power which loosed Paul's chains and shook the prison foundations can also make this scorching air a gentle breeze, and can fling wide every door of opportunity for your learning? The real obstacle is not the heat or a closed campus. It is the lukewarmness of your own heart. You cry out for bodily comfort and convenient courses, while the furnace of your soul remains unquenched. Which is worse: to sweat for an hour, or to burn forever? Which is the greater gain: a certificate from an online class, or the mind of Christ?
You ask Jesus to take control. He already holds all things in His hand, even the evil ones you fear. He permits them to prowl for a season, as He permits thieves and murderers to walk the earth, because now is not the day of judgment but the time for you to choose the narrow way. The devil's kingdom is of this age only, a dark mist that will vanish at the dawn. So why do you tremble at phantoms? The servant of Christ in bonds has more true liberty than the tyrant on his throne. If your faith were but the size of a mustard seed, you would understand that the very things you see as hindrances are the soil in which virtue grows. Heat teaches patience. Closed doors teach dependence on God. The presence of evil men gives you a chance to bless, not curse.
You ask Him to keep the evil ones away. But hear this: it is a greater work to keep your own tongue from reviling them. What does it profit you to be rid of wicked neighbors if your heart remains a nest of anger, pride, and sloth? You pray about the weather and your schedule, while the passions inside you go unchecked. The pure in heart will see God, not those who merely have air conditioning and open enrollment. Cleanse the inner cistern, and the outward circumstances will take their proper place. Until then, your prayers remain the muttering of a soul too comfortable in its own sickness.
Seek first the kingdom, and these smaller things will be added or become unnecessary. The Lord who opened the eyes of the blind can certainly open a door for your studies, but He may keep it shut to teach you that His grace is sufficient without them. The furnace of affliction, whether of heat or of human opposition, burns away the dross of the leisurely, self-absorbed spirit. Do not ask to flee the battle. Ask instead for the strength to stand in it, with loins girt and lamp burning. Then you will find that the very chains of circumstance become the means by which you set others free.
You ask Jesus to take control. He already holds all things in His hand, even the evil ones you fear. He permits them to prowl for a season, as He permits thieves and murderers to walk the earth, because now is not the day of judgment but the time for you to choose the narrow way. The devil's kingdom is of this age only, a dark mist that will vanish at the dawn. So why do you tremble at phantoms? The servant of Christ in bonds has more true liberty than the tyrant on his throne. If your faith were but the size of a mustard seed, you would understand that the very things you see as hindrances are the soil in which virtue grows. Heat teaches patience. Closed doors teach dependence on God. The presence of evil men gives you a chance to bless, not curse.
You ask Him to keep the evil ones away. But hear this: it is a greater work to keep your own tongue from reviling them. What does it profit you to be rid of wicked neighbors if your heart remains a nest of anger, pride, and sloth? You pray about the weather and your schedule, while the passions inside you go unchecked. The pure in heart will see God, not those who merely have air conditioning and open enrollment. Cleanse the inner cistern, and the outward circumstances will take their proper place. Until then, your prayers remain the muttering of a soul too comfortable in its own sickness.
Seek first the kingdom, and these smaller things will be added or become unnecessary. The Lord who opened the eyes of the blind can certainly open a door for your studies, but He may keep it shut to teach you that His grace is sufficient without them. The furnace of affliction, whether of heat or of human opposition, burns away the dross of the leisurely, self-absorbed spirit. Do not ask to flee the battle. Ask instead for the strength to stand in it, with loins girt and lamp burning. Then you will find that the very chains of circumstance become the means by which you set others free.
